Friday, 5 June 2015

Glows



There’s something wondrous to me about being awake in the night, when the rest of the household is asleep. I stare out of the window and observe that people on my street seem to be sleeping too. No silhouettes appear on the curtains or blinds, no rectangular frames of light. Gone are the street lamps of my childhood, which used to start off a translucent pink and warm to a Lucozade orange. I remember evenings at my grandparents watching them transform, especially in autumn and winter, when I found the glow most comforting on cold evenings. I celebrated Halloween, once with a black sugar paper cauldron, looking out of the window at the colour change whilst waiting for the moon and stars, or they acted as a countdown on Bonfire Nights when their amber illuminations signalled the beginning of the firework display. Now it seems daylight pools from the street lights, revealing the calm and silent at 3.37am. I use these nights to reflect and to write. I also adore early mornings, although there are more people about at this time, I allow them to infiltrate. I get to witness the glorious moment when the sun arrives and the day is filled with warmth, birds emerge, and their vocalisations are a melodic contrast to the still night before.

Thursday, 21 May 2015

Moja najlepsza przyjaciółka means my best friend



I've always wanted to believe that life is like the sweet, happy comedy films I’ve watched and continue to watch or the joyful books I’ve read, where people go out of their way to make an effort, whether through small deeds or via glorious magnificent gestures. Perhaps that’s because I’ve had a lot of tough times and escapism is my way of coping. I also always wanted to have a female best friend. I’ve had a few females who I thought were friends in the past, alas they were not. 

Then back in April 2011 I went on a two day course in Social Networking, I wanted to learn but was also feeling lonely, so the thought of being around others appealed to me. I wasn’t expecting to meet anyone who I’d keep in touch with. I spied a lovely lady who sat at the table in the corner by herself. She was wearing bold primary colours, but seemed shy, and on the second day she seemed so lost and was tearful. I later learnt that something very upsetting had happened to her the previous evening.

At break time, I noticed she was going outside, as I guess she didn’t want to draw attention to herself whilst she was crying. I followed her and announced myself quietly. I told her I could see she was upset and that if she wanted to talk I was more than happy to listen. I also told her that if she didn’t want to talk that was fine too. An amazing smile appeared across her beautiful face (a smile that I am now truly blessed to see often), I offered her a hug and she gladly accepted.

That’s how our friendship began and is still going brilliantly 4 years later.

Aggie endures my hyper moments, she tolerates me when we’re staying in a hotel and I find it hard to wake up in time to get out of the room for check out, she takes care of me and cheers me up when I’m unwell (mentally unwell or physically), she supports my dreams, she makes me smile and laugh, usually both, and is an expert hugger.




Despite Aggie telling me she’s like Grumpy Cat, she isn’t. Well okay, that’s not entirely true, if sleep-deprived, hungry or unable to get caffeine, she could probably out-grump Grumpy Cat.

Aggie is Polish and I’m English and proud of my Irish heritage, but we don’t speak or type in Polish or English, we speak or type Aggieluce. Which is a very difficult language to learn as it’s incredibly random, full of in-jokes, and sayings.

Aggie likes the rain and I adore sunny days, but that’s okay, because together we create a rainbow. A magnificent colourful friendship that’s founded on mutual respect, loving each other, love of the same things – especially animals and comedy, that’s littered with rainbow-like words, hugs, kisses, smiles, laughter, and we both adore those arches of different colours that appear in the sky when rain falls and the sun is shining.

Saturday, 14 March 2015